Letting It Go

I wanted It very much. Very, very much.

But I know It will not work. So I had to let It go. Reluctantly.

Even though, in a strange way, paths seemed to deliberately crossed more often than ever before, without any prior arrangement.

Even though the heart palpitates when that happens.

I hope my "It" will end when the "It" has found a place to settle.

A colleague's innocent comment. The obvious. And what can never be changed.

"It" will never be mine. I know another chapter will close quietly, months down the road.

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I did promised to write about those women. But I find it pretty difficult to pin them down one by one. So I decided not to write about it at all.

I hope I would make these characters more prominent next time I blog.

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